At this time, Aunt Chang's grandmother in the Buddhist hall had already woken up, and she didn't wait for Lychee to go back for half a day, and she felt wrong. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info said in Nanzhao dialect: "Brother, the current situation is unclear, let's go out of the house for a while." ”

The dumb slave didn't refute this time. He refused to leave the Hou Mansion for so many years, all in order to explore the mystery of Dafeng's eight-character divination in the ancestral hall, hoping to combine the eight-character trickery with the secret art of the witch family, and create his own method to crack Dafeng's national fortune.

Dafeng's national fortune is tied to the third miss of the Fu family, but he has never been able to see the fate of the third miss.

And tonight, the Marquis of Anping Mansion is in great trouble. Let's see what the third lady is capable of.

Chang put the ivory around his neck, took a few simple things, and helped his brother into the tunnel.

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The sky was full of fire, the servants were running around, and ghosts and wolves could be heard everywhere.

A big knife slashed at Qin Che's shoulder, and blood burst out.

Yes...... Fu Yanwu screamed and woke up from his dream. Qin Che, Qin Che is going to have an accident.

Yanwu turned over and got out of bed, walked behind the screen, and the dust was on the couch opposite, sleeping peacefully as usual.

I couldn't help but sigh. It's dreaming.

I just wanted to go back and lie down, but suddenly I felt that something was wrong. After not dreaming for so long, she almost forgot that nightmares would come true.

Qin Che must be in danger. It's coming.

Yanwu didn't dare to hesitate, and put on his clothes in twos and threes.

"Miss, what's wrong?" After brushing the dust and practicing martial arts, I slept lightly and woke up quickly.

Yanwu thought that his little short legs were definitely not as good as dust, and wrote: You go and take a look at Qin Dong's house. I'll come later.

As soon as Fuchen walked to the pavilion, he happened to run into Qin Che, so he returned the same way. While muttering: "Miss and Qin Dongjia are really close to each other." Then, yawning.

Qin Che's face was cold: "Is your master okay?" ”

"It's okay, Miss is still worried about you, let me go and see you."

Qin Che's hanging heart fell back to its original place.

Fu Yanwu had already walked out of the bedroom, as if asking why he came over in the middle of the night.

"I killed a few thieves just now, I'm afraid something will happen to you."

Yanwu frowned, her dream should have been some kind of omen. Qin Che killed a few people, and now he is safe and sound, why was he slashed in that dream.

Qin Che continued: "That group of thieves is here for your Yingluo, let Cui Mama and Fuchen pay attention recently, I'm afraid that there will be turmoil." ”

Suddenly, Qin Che had a flash of inspiration. "Oh no, there's someone in the back. Dust off and cheer up. ”

Qin Che turned around and ran towards the road he had come from.

Fu Yanwu immediately reacted, and the Hou Mansion was attacked at night.

It's not just the Liuliyuan Hehuan Garden to be optimistic, but also the grandmother and aunt.

I wanted to write, but my hand didn't listen to the call, and I held the bamboo knife and trembled desperately.

It's the first time that Yanwu hates herself so much for being a dumb person, and it's really too bad at the critical moment.

She bit her lip fiercely and wrote vigorously: You go and bring Yu Linxuan's people over and protect everyone. Let Mama Cui go to Songhe Hall, quickly.

Although Fuchen didn't know what was going on, he was infected by the nervousness of the two masters, and turned around and went out.

The three groups of people outside the Liuli Courtyard have not been able to wait for news, and Zhou Hong does not plan to wait any longer.

When I went in, I saw ten corpses lying in the doorway.

"Third brother."

"Little One."

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The bandits threw themselves on the corpses, and each family cried for its brothers.

A man took off his mask, looked at Zhou Hong and said angrily: "Damn, didn't you say that there are no hard bones, no hard bones can kill so many people at once." ”

Hard bones are the jargon of the Tao, which means master.

Zhou Hong raised his eyebrows, his eyes cold. As soon as I entered the house, the people in the two rooms were smoked, a middle-aged man with white eyebrows, and a young man.

It was clear that the maid's information was wrong. The third lady didn't live here, and these people instead let that hard bone be cut off.

Thinking of Zhou Xun's confession, he did everything possible to get Yingluo, Zhou Hong squinted his eyes: "Go and avenge your brothers, kill room by room, until they are all killed." ”

The bandits were stunned at first, and then the crowd was excited. This is the Hou Mansion, this person actually dares to give such an order, the boss behind him is higher than the identity of the Hou Ye.

Whoever it is, it's right to let go of the killing tonight anyway.

The bandits turned around and walked out of the glass courtyard, each gearing up for a big killing.

The closest to Liuliyuan is Songhetang. The rabble went to the crossroads in the garden and decided to divide into three ways.

The personnel were redistributed again, this mountain returned to this mountain, that village gathered back to that village, and there were still a few sporadic people and horses forming a single team. Each of the three groups of people chooses a path, each takes his own wealth, and does not interfere with each other.

Zhou Hong blew a long whistle, and the twenty dead soldiers outside the mansion received the order and turned over into the wall.

Fu Yanwu was walking on the road when he heard a sharp whistle and felt bad. It's a call to companions.

What to do, I don't know how many people attacked the Hou Mansion at night.

Yanwu was stunned in place, and heard the shout of the maid on the other side of Songhetang: "There is a thief, ...... quickly"

The maid clearly wanted to call someone, but she didn't finish speaking.

Yanwu was anxious. For the sake of a string of Yingluo, these people actually wanted to wash the Hou Mansion in blood.

What to do, how to attract everyone to this side. In addition to dusting Qin Che in the house, no one else in the second and third rooms has any martial arts.

"Knock-knock-" Someone struck a gong. The sound of gongs echoed in this dangerous night, like beating the drums of war.

Yanwu was overjoyed, great.

Looking back, it turned out to be Aunt Hu beating the gong outside Yulinxuan, and then there was a maid holding an iron basin and sandalwood, playing the leather drums used for singing.

The smoke is blessed to the soul, and while running to the west, he takes off the Yingluo around his neck. The people outside Yulin Xuan were dumbfounded, and then continued to beat the gongs and drums harder.

Yanwu's heart was beating violently, and there was Cui Mama and Fuchen in the East Garden, and it was not a big problem. The main thing is the West Garden, and they are all powerless masters and servants.

Yanwu jumped into the flowers, wanting to take a shortcut to the second and third rooms. Thorny thorns tore her clothes through the cracks.

"Big brother, look, what is that?"

The bandits stopped, and all they saw were hundreds of walking pearls of the night, shining with golden light.

"Isn't it a mountain of gold? But how does Jinshan grow legs? ”

"It's that baby, haha, I'm going to send it. Brothers, on. ”

The bandits ran towards the light together. Hurry up, you're about to touch the golden mountain.

There is no shelter from the roof, and the light is even more dazzling and attractive than the last time.

A timid man knelt directly on the ground: "The Bodhisattva spares his life, spares his life, and the villain will never do anything that hurts the heavens and reason." ”

Only then did the gang see clearly that a woman was holding a Yingluo, and the Buddha light was shining on her body, like a person in a painting walking out. (To be continued.) )